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and highlighted the discrepancies in bright yellow ink, the rain outside had turned the windows black.
Then the door to her office locked behind her.
A heavy metallic click.
Briana looked up.
Lucas Castiglione entered like violence had learned how to wear a tailored suit.
He was tall, sharp, and immaculate in charcoal Tom Ford, with eyes like chipped flint continue reading …
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